oh my daddy said shoot

[predatorygrace-blog]

creatingxdragons:

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Arms folded stubbornly across Wyatts’ chest, lips in a stern frown as he kept a fierce composure, being as intimidating and authoritative as he could while keeping a sense of unpredictable recklessness around him. The blond man stared ahead at the group before him, eyes staying focused on the one person he knew was the leader.

❛ You have someone I care about ❜ he claimed, raising his head ❛ someone that’s under MY protection. ❜ Of course, if it were demons he was dealing with. Talking wouldn’t have been the plan. But this was a charge that was in the line of fire, his charge. And Wyatt was sworn to protect them, no matter what human dangers they were caught up in. ❛ Normally I don’t bother negotiating, and trust me. I didn’t want to come in here and talk. But I can tell you now. I’m not leaving here without them. ❜ 

Thea rolled her eyes, unimpressed with his posturing. Of course she knew who he was, any one with an ounce of magic in San Francisco knew of Wyatt Halliwell. And sure it would be pretty damn easy for him to blow her to smithereens. But along with his reputation for strength came his reputation for mercy and Thea didn’t think she was in any danger. She gave her employees a curt nod, indicating they should withdraw and give Wyatt and herself some privacy. They moved without hesitation, knowing the penalty for disobedience. She turned back to Wyatt, lips pursed as if in thought.

❝ Oh, you mean Lisa? ❞ she asked, referring to the young woman now resting in Thea’s private office. ❝ What is she, your girlfriend? ❞ she regarded Wyatt thoughtfully for a moment before shaking her head. ❝ Nah, not your girlfriend... your charge? Ooooh, future whitelighter?  ❞

She paused a moment, glancing down as she thought back to what had brought Lisa to her. Protecting people wasn’t exactly her forte, and life would be easier if she just let Wyatt have his girl back. But she also wanted revenge on the demons that interrupted her business dealings.

❝ Well, you’re not very good at your job are ya buddy? Since it was me that saved your girl from an unpleasant and flamey death. ❞ Arms folded, smirk barely hidden as she taunted him.  ❝ Look, she was in the wrong place at the wrong time, wandered into the middle of my business when a darklighter and a couple of demons showed up, shooting and flaming anything in sight. We got outta there and took her with us. ❞ A beat.  ❝ You’re welcome. ❞

A light knock from behind her told her one of her boys was waiting to speak.  ❝ Uh, Boss? Girl’s asking for you. ❞

❝ Bring her out, her knight in shining armour’s here. ❞ She waited for him to disappear again before turning back to Wyatt.  ❝ She’s all yours, I got no use for her. But I wanna know why darklighters and demons are teaming up and I wanna blow them up so if you’re planning on going after them, I’m coming with. ❞ 

It wasn’t a request.  

[nichkhun-nsc]

im a shitty rp partner tho

sometimes i reply 19 seconds after youve replied

sometimes i reply 147 years later

[carmilla-laura]

[predatorygrace-blog]

“Scream for me.”

TORTURE SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING

          She leans forward,   pulling against her restraints, a smirk on her face despite the sweat on her brow and the blood on her lips. ❝ Come on now, Chosen One, ❞  she purrs, the taunt clear in her voice.          ❝ You’re gonna have to try a lot harder than that to get me SCREAMING.❞

[predatorygrace-blog]

✦ ???????

          apparently MORTALS had no sense of preserving their own life. there were things that seemed to be more important than to ensure one’s heart remained beating in their chest; such as guarding some … space? a space which wren was unwelcome, or so it seemed since several of the male variety of these mortals had small objects in their hands pointed at her. they looked blocky, RIDICULOUS, and useless – and their little WEAPONS didn’t look that great either.

          they shouted things at her in unison, loud and confusing and annoying. one of them reached out for her, and she grabbed at his metallic plaything with a grip like iron, shoving it off to the side. suddenly it made a noise, loud and UNFORGIVING, and she felt it reverberate through her hand and head. a violent flare of red orbs overtook her and she appeared meters away, startled and holding her hands on either side of her head; her ears were RINGING with that awful sound.

          suddenly she sensed magic, smelled a WITCH’S blood. for a split second she almost acted upon it, but found herself plugging her ears and curling up behind some crates as a CHORUS of that loud banging sound suddenly erupted. as soon as it started, however, it was gone. she was born of pain and fright, and such things ANGERED her now. the ichor born child stepped out from her hiding place, ready to attack, but stopped when she saw the witch. she blinked, head TILTING; her makers never showed her a witch like THIS.

                           @predatorygrace  ⦙  ❤

She gritted her teeth, FRUSTRATION beginning to get the best of her. Yes,     the man she spoke to was older,     more experienced and  -    if one excluded Anthea's abilities  -  technically stronger.   But that didn't mean he could talk down to her as if she were a CHILD.     Especially not as she was trying to explain  the  finer  points  of  why  he  should  pay  her  if he wanted to keep doing business with all of his extremities intact.    She found herself rolling her eyes,   gazing around the man's drab little office.      He ran arms from this sad little place? Really? Business must not have been booming.

         Hair whipped around her face as she spun at the GUNSHOT.     Thea threw a sideways glare to her supposed 'colleague' and flung the door of his office open just in time to see a girl reappear in a swirl of RED ORBS.

         Red orbs??

         It took only a moment for Thea to decide what to do. Her negotiations were over, and even if magic hadn't just been EXPOSED, she would clearly get a better deal if this wannabe gangster wasn't even in the picture.     She turned,  ducking down and whipping her leg out as she spun,  knocking her opponent to the ground.   Once she had him at her level, she reached over and pulled his gun from his holster and shot him   POINT BLANK    in the chest.

         A  cascade  of  gunfire  immediately  followed  and she instinctively threw up a hand to FREEZE the bullets.   She darted between them, using the gun she had stolen to kill the guards that fired at her.   No point using a weapon that might be traced back to her.   In this case,  hopefully the cops would think they had turned on each other.        When they had fallen to the ground,   Thea let out a breath and turned to the girl,  hoping to learn more about her while the world was still frozen, only to find the girl decidedly NOT FROZEN and staring right at her.

         Girl, Thea thought to herself shaking her head. She has to be at least          the same age as me.

         She tossed the gun to the side and let it   CLATTER      to the ground, skidding to a halt beside one of the bodies,       as she stepped closer to the mysterious creature.    She'd never seen red orbs before.   And she'd never had a problem freezing lighters before - white or dark.  A part of her told her stepping closer  to  someone  that  was  immune  to  her  powers  was  less than safe but her   CURIOSITY  got the better of her.       A million questions spun through her mind as she gazed at the other.

         ❝ Where the hell did you come from? ❞

[predatorygrace-blog]

The men in the room suddenly realized that they didn’t want to    know her better. She was BEAUTIFUL, but she was beautiful in the      way a FOREST FIRE was beautiful: something to be admired from a             distance, NOT UP CLOSE

              And as she held her sword, she smiled like a knife.

[goodbye--gone-blog]

if you ever wanna ship with me just come to my ask and be like “listen dick face we bout to fuck shit up with a ship ok.”

[predatorygrace-blog]

Okay but like, in the mirror world the witchlighters are half darklighter instead of half whitelighter, so what would the Cupid-witches be? Half whatever that Drawzy guy was?

[opstipus]

allthewritethings:

         LORD help anyone who stands in my way                            for I am notmerciful, and I am not kind

            —and I am NOT AFRAID to make you wish that I was.

[horrorlesbion]

(x)

[predatorygrace-blog]

“You look so beautiful covered in blood.”

TORTURE SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING

                    ❝ So I’ve been told. ❞ Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her gaze drops for just a moment.    She pulls vainly on the restraints that hold her  arms above  her head  and raises  an eyebrow  at  her captor.                    ❝ How bout you let me out of these things and I’ll show you                                                 just how ‘beautiful’ I can be. ❞  She grins at him through pain and fatigue and blood.                                                      ❝ Bet I look better wearing yours. ❞

[wildandwild]

[dedilhada-s]

[horrificmemes]

Torture Sentence Starters

“This will only hurt a lot.” “Sit still!” “Keep screaming, it won’t do you any good!” “You look so beautiful covered in blood.” “Scream for me.” “Tell me how much it hurts.” “I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.” “I’ll make this quick.” “I hope you’re comfortable, because you’ll be here for a long time.” “Rate your pain on a scale from one to ten.” “Ready to play doctor?” “You’re insane!” “Let me go!” “Someone will come looking for me.” “I’ll do anything you want, just get me out of here!” “Untie me now!” “You can’t keep me here forever.” “Just let me go, please, I’m begging you!”

[stilessderek]

Charmed Appreciation Week ↳ Day 4 - Favorite Power: Molecular Combustion

[horrificmemes]

Torture Sentence Starters

“This will only hurt a lot.” “Sit still!” “Keep screaming, it won’t do you any good!” “You look so beautiful covered in blood.” “Scream for me.” “Tell me how much it hurts.” “I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time.” “I’ll make this quick.” “I hope you’re comfortable, because you’ll be here for a long time.” “Rate your pain on a scale from one to ten.” “Ready to play doctor?” “You’re insane!” “Let me go!” “Someone will come looking for me.” “I’ll do anything you want, just get me out of here!” “Untie me now!” “You can’t keep me here forever.” “Just let me go, please, I’m begging you!”

[predatorygrace-blog]

The men in the room suddenly realized that they didn't want to    know her better. She was BEAUTIFUL, but she was beautiful in the      way a FOREST FIRE was beautiful: something to be admired from a             distance, NOT UP CLOSE

              And as she held her sword, she smiled like a knife.